Time: 9:30 PM

Well, sorry it's been so long people. But I had a rough week, and on top of that, people really didn't like the last chapter I posted. It kind of deflated me, and I was angry and felt like rebelling. I just plain didn't feel like writing because my last chapter was such a failure. But I want to thank those few people who did review and say that they liked it. :) Thank you so much to "kirena45luvs-fang" You made my day with your review! :D Thank you sooooooooooo much, this chapter is for you! Oh, and thanks to ReturntoNeverland, MuscialWeirdo, Private LL Church, balseirocharmed, kataangloverforeverx, and Esunamoon! Oh, and GreenGal, I like the new Aang too! :D

So, please review, because this chapter was a forced barf. :/ Ew. I tried pretty hard on this one. Hope you all like it. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar; the last Airbender. Sorry.


I've been travelling for two days now. Two long days. Days of torture and punishment. Maybe I shouldn't have left Aang on such bad terms. Maybe I should have been weak and let him be arrogant and all high and mighty. I mean, why not? He's the Avatar. He can do whatever he freakin' wants!

No.

I left because I'm not weak. I'm strong enough to say goodbye and put some distance between us.

But it hurts. So very much.

And trust me, I have shed gallons of tears over these past two days. But, I kept on travelling.

At first I thought it would be good to work my way down to my home, but it came to me that if I did that, it would be almost like a dog coming back with its tail between its legs. Plus, I would never hear the end of it from Sokka. Ugh.

So, I decided that I would head up towards the fire nation and visit Fire Lord Zuko. Don't ask why, I just felt like it. And no… I do NOT like Zuko. Please please please don't think that. I guess I feel like I need a friend to talk to… since Aang hasn't exactly turned out like I expected. Meh.

I wonder if Zuko has seen Aang since he has turned into a turd? Hmmm….

I guess I could go and talk to Toph, but she isn't exactly the best person to talk to about your feelings. Still, I wonder how she has been doing since she confessed to Sokka the one time she came down to the south by my request of being lonely. That was about seven months ago. Poor Toph. She knew Sokka and Suki were together, and yet she told me that she just had to tell him that she liked him, because if she didn't, then she would regret it the rest of her life and she was tired of bottling it up. Her confession reminded me of Aang's to me a couple of weeks after Sozin's comet.

Actually, now that I think about it…. Toph came down seven months ago…. And Sokka broke it off with Suki six months ago.

This is quite interesting indeed. Hmmm…. maybe I should steer my direction towards her and seriously see how she is doing.

By now, the sun was setting and I had set up my small sleeping bag near the water. Yeah, I know, you weren't expecting that huh? I mean Katara plus water? Who would have thought.

I rolled a log over to my campfire and sat on it, looking over at a lake I had so miraculously managed to find. Crazy huh?

The water was calm, which lolled me into a trance that made me feel like I was loopy or something. I stared at it, staring hard. Why couldn't my emotions be as calm as that water? But noooooo, they just had to be as muddled as my thoughts. Wait? Is that the same thing? Bah, whatever.

But yes, the water was calm. I tilted myself backwards on the log, stretching my back.

"Maybe Zuko can talk some sense into me," I said loudly, talking to the water, giggling to myself as I stretched.

"What is that supposed to imply?" A voice came from behind me.

I fell back on the log, shrieking like the stupid idiot I am. But just as quickly, master Katara jumped up, recovering quickly and bending a butt load of water from the lake over my head. But then, my vision adjusted and I looked at my intruder.

"Well well," I said sourly, "What are you doing here?"

He had gotten his hair cut so that his arrow showed now, just like the old days infiltrating the fire nation. His expression was one that I could only describe as ticked off. And it sure was a high level of ticked off. I wonder who did that. Oh wait, it wasn't me was it? Too bad.

His eyebrows were furrowed and his hands in slight fists, like he was trying to control himself a little bit. Interesting. That was usually my stance.

"Did I hear you right?" he said sternly, "That you are going to see Zuko?"

I narrowed my eyes, "What's it to you?" I still held the water above my head, swirling and ready to be thrown at him.

"Why are you going to see him?" He all but yelled.

I took a step back. I didn't know what to say.

"W-well," I stammered, but quickly recovered my anger, "What are you doing following me!"

He was silent for a moment, and then looked at the ground. With a flick of the wrist he had bended a slab of earth up and sat on it heavily, plopping his head in his hands.

Yeah, I didn't just imagine this. It was almost like… like he was giving up!

Woah! Are my eyes seeing correctly? YES! Score one for Katara!

I bended the water back into the lake and sat back down on my log, staring at him warily, my heart hammering like crazy.

After a few more seconds, he said almost in a whisper, "I followed you because I care about you, and I don't want to lose you again."

I blinked. Did I just hear him correctly? Lose me again? I am completely confused now!

Well, my heart was running like a momo's now, and I couldn't seem to calm it down.

"Aang," I said softly, seeing the kid I knew all those years ago, which in reality was only two years, but man, did it feel like FOREVER. "You didn't lose me," I explained, "You left. For more than two years actually."

He whipped his head up forcefully and stared at me, eyes wide, child-like. There was a furious blush covering his entire face. "I-I didn't want to do that! I had to do that." He shifted his eyes to the ground, squirming on the rock he sat on.

I scooted a little closer to him, sitting on the ground now.

"Why Aang? Why did you leave me?" My voice was small and girly. Where did this come from? Where was master Katara? Yeesh, I'm a sad case.

He still stared at the ground, his face on fire. Actually, mine was too. It was quite comical now that you think about it. If someone were to walk up on us right now, they would seriously wonder what was going on.

"I," He said slowly, choosing his words carefully, "I left because I knew that… that we would need to experience l-long distance relationship." He paused. "If I had stayed with you, we would never have realized what it feels like to be away from someone that you c-care about so much." His voice was getting quieter and quieter, embarrassed that he was saying these words.

I couldn't believe my ears.

"You did this on purpose?" I asked in disbelief.

His eyes were still glued on the ground, he nodded slightly and mumbled a yes.

"You did this so that we would realize just how much we cared about each other?" I asked, trying to get it through my tiny pea brain.

Again, he nodded without looking at me. He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. I smiled at him warmly, even though he couldn't see it.

I realized it then. He had always been grown up. Always. He was grown up even before he left, maybe even before he beat Ozai. I know that when I was thirteen, I would never have been strong enough to think about my future with the one I care about that much. I mean, look at me now. I'm not even grown up enough in this time and day.

Sure, some of his arrogance had come from growing up and becoming a 'man'. But he had always been grown up in a 'world' sense. He knew how to solve problems, and he was always thinking of the other person.

He left because he wanted me to make sure that he was the one for me. He was giving me a chance to see what it was like with other boys and see if I would continue to love him. And… and I somehow know that he would always….always love me. That… that broke my heart.

That is incredibly sweet. I don't know about anyone else, but that he was looking out for my happiness for that long at such a young age… I am so blessed to have him as my boyfriend.

I stood up, and saw him jerk at my movement, and his eyes followed me as I stood up, flickering over my body quickly and then looking back down.

I stood in front of him, leaned down and put my hands on either side of his face, forcing him to look at me.

When his eyes finally met mine, he blushed harder.

Must be my feminine wiles. Yep, I'm sure of it. I'm just that hot.

I then leaned down and kissed him with all of the passion and happiness and sadness that had built up over the past two years.

When I finally let go, we were both panting for breath, and my eyes met his, as he smiled slyly up at me.

"Okay," I mumbled, inches from his face, "I've kissed you, now where's a tree I can freeze you to?"

He got a puzzled look on his face, but I didn't answer him. Instead I leaned in and kissed him again, just for the fun of it.

Maybe I had grown up to.